Verse
F#
Get me the fuck out of Florida
D#m
Get me back to that parking lot
C#
Let me dwell in my run off thoughts
B F#
I'd be better off but not anywhere
D#m
I need wet feet and harsher air
C# B
Divorced Mothers and bedrooms where I can lay my head
F#
And the fact that I had even tried
D#m C# B
To change myself erase myself from stories that I wrote
[Pre-Chorus]
D#m C# B
Traits to fit a state that I know
D#m C# B
Was opposite but possibly home
But this place isn't home
[Chorus]
F# F#
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C#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
B B
D#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
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[Verse 2]
F#
Give me back city train tracks and
D#m
Stolen cigarettes shared with friends
C#
School yard fights and the understanding
B F#
From parents that were misunderstood
D#m
Despite their efforts of doing good
C#
I miss the dead grass and broken wood
B
That surrounded the whole
F#
House that I would come to find
D#m C#
Would represent the first thing I made and truly loved
B
(It's not enough to)
[Pre-Chorus]
D#m C# B
Change what's in the back of my mind
D#m C# B
Despite the things that I've grown to like
D#m C# B
And I know it's easier here to get by on my own
D#m C# B
But I'd rather be in a hole at home
And this place isn't home
[Chorus]
F# B
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
F# B
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
D#m C# B D#m C# B
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
[Bridge]
F# D#m
You can't take the cold out of my bones
C#
When they're brittle and they're old
B F#
They'll break and fall like snow
D#m C# B
Thick and heavily stick to a Long Island street until
F#
Decaying and waiting for
D#m C# B
3 months of growth to force new times to come
D#m C# B
Burning every inch of my skin
D#m C# B
Waiting for the summer to end
D#m C# B
And I'm not naive to the fact that the choice is my own
D#m C# B
Just right now I found something to grow
But this place isn't home
[Outro]
F# B
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
F# B F#
Cold Bones, Cold Bones
F# F#
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G#|-0----------------------------0----------------------------|
C#|-----------------------------------------------------------|
B B F#
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| x Dead note
| h Hammer-on
| / Slide up